Mean To Me

I didn't mean to call you crazy
But you busted my nose
And the bar got us banned
And as we're walking out of that door
Threw your middle finger at me
Never knew you'd be so damn mean
But when you get drunk, you like to say things you don't really mean

Like, why we doing this?
What about them memories?
What about Bourbon Street?
Where you said there'd be nights like these
We at the bottom of a bottle
And them whiskey words, they sting
But they still don't change what you mean to me

I ain't saying that you me need me
But baby, who's gon' hold your hair?
And keep your shit together
When you're stumbling everywhere
That girl don't mean a thing to me
Should've never said her name
But baby, please tell me you don't believe the things you hear
They just want something to say
Whoa

What about them memories?
What about Bourbon Street?
Where you said there'd be nights like these
We at the bottom of a bottle
And them whiskey words, they sting
But they still don't change what you mean to me

You can lean on me, baby
In the back of the cab, looking out
Rest your head on my shoulder
While I think about

All of them memories
Out on Bourbon Street
Where you said there'd be nights like these
Like these, like these
We at the bottom of a bottle
And them whiskey words, they sting
But they still don't change what you mean to me
They still don't change what you mean to me

Can't forget them memories
Cussing through wine-stained teeth
But they still don't change what you mean to me
We at the bottom of a bottle
And them whiskey words still sting
They still don't change what you mean
Yeah, they still don't change what you mean to me